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by Marie
Rated: E · Poetry · Comedy · #2258533
I have twisted hands from arthritis hence, lobster claws with a little humor.
My hands are like lobster claws
Just one of my latest flaws
I can't pick up, hold onto, or grab
That's why I've become such a crab

Because of the things I use to do
I tell my oldest daughter,
Like the ocean color I'm feeling blue.
I now am a fish out of water.

Still I have so many blessings
like the white sands near the sea,
Someday, I'm gonna be back
To the young person I use to be.

Eileen Clark

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